In the evening the Low-Grade 101 fever returned. Feeling dull as dishwater, I attempted to take a nap – and began shivering in bed. Convulsively. My neck was cold and with the chest-wall pain there was nowhere to turn, or turn-over and find comfort. I couldn’t lay flat, I couldn’t lay on either side. The chills escalated into muscles spasms that yanked at every corner – Yowww!
I understand Fever, it’s your body actively burning off the crud and nasty goop that’s hanging around too long, but what’s with Chills and Shivers? Is it the semi-passive lymph system trying to shake-off and physically process that cast-off crud and goobers?
I also remember this happened last time after the motocross incident – and it was also after a few days of going around semi-normal but with pain and general listlessness. Wham! The chills, I also remember that after that episode, things all started to march along – it signaled the end of it all and the beginning of an upward curve. So good, we’ll be all happy-dappy soon enough.
Decided also that the only way to get any sleep would be to sleep sitting-up, it’s like an airplane with more leg-room. So we got a cushion from the couch and brought it in to the bedroom. I can do this. More ibuprofen and went to bed with the alarm set to wake me in 5-hours when it was time to take another dose. Sleep was forthcoming, gradually.
UPDATE: Awoke feeling all chipper and much better. No chills and the chest-wall was almost sound. Amazing. Had a green smoothie and went down to Folsom Kaiser for a past-due eye-exam. Now that we’re retired it’s all Kaiser all the time. Could be worse, the facility is unlike the BayAryan one in many-many positive (too me) respects. Our eyes are 100% and the necessary correction showed improvement – which needed a slight reduction.
Worst thing about the visit was the magazines to read: Hunting & Fishing (I guess we REALLY aren’t in the BayArea!), Home Decor, Airplanes! Someomne had left an AOPA Pilot magazine to read. I live near the airport, the little planes fly over, maybe I should learn to fly – besides, with a truck and a motorcycle we really don’t need a second car. Not gonna live forever and we don’t have any heirs, and certainly not gonna waste good money on Bad Gov.